brendon's pov
"are you fucking stupid kenny? what the hell?" dallon scolded kenny before standing up and walking off the bus.
"seriously, that was so stupid of you. also pretty shitty. now get off your ass and help us look for her." i said before running off the bus to catch up with dallon.
"she is probably somewhere inside the venue. check every single room, and if you still haven't found her, look again. i don't want anything to happen to my daughter, she's already had it pretty rough on this tour." i said, before heading inside to look.
i headed to some of the farther rooms, because i know natalie would have wanted to get as far away as she could. i know she didn't want to be found, but i loved her too much to let her be alone. i searched room after room, no sign of her. i was starting to lose hope, thinking that someone took her or that she ran off into the city alone. i decided to check one last room before checking in with the rest of the guys.
that is when i found my daughter lying lifeless on the floor, not breathing, lying over her beautiful and now tear stained artwork. i froze for a minute before realizing that she wasn't breathing. i snapped out of it quickly and grabbed her and darted down the hallway.
dallon's pov
i had just finished searching a room when i entered the hallway and saw brendon running with natalie in his arms. she looked like she was dead.
"dallon call an ambulance now. NOW! CALL AN AMBULANCE!" he screamed as he made his way towards me.
i grabbed my phone out of my pocket and dialed 911 as quickly as i could. i told the operator the adress of the venue and asked her how we could help natalie, since she wasn't breathing.
"does anyone with you know CPR?" the operator asked.
"i do. lay her on the ground brendon. i'm going to do the compressions, but i need someone else to take over when i get too tired." zack said as he made his way around brendon.
"i can take over if you get tired." dan said after catching his breath. he and kenny had come running after they heard brendon yelling.
"okay. watch out brendon."
"brendon, you have to move."
"BRENDON IF YOU WANT HER TO LIVE YOU HAVE TO MOVE!" zack yelled before brendon stood and walked over to me. brendon held the blank expression he had since he laid natalie down. i assumed he was in shock.
zack and dan switched off doing the compressions until the ambulance arrived. in that small amount of time it took for the ambulance to arrive, brendon had finally realized what was happening and had one of the most serious anxiety attacks i had ever seen from him.
"oh my god. oh my- oh my fucking god. no, this can't be- dallon, she can't die. not now. we are doing so good, i love her so much. no no no she- she can't go now. i can't lose her..." he had trailed off into sobs. he sat at the wall and didn't speak to anyone until the ambulance arrived.
the paramedics rushed in and immediately someone had taken over compressions while the others helped get natalie onto a stretcher and into the ambulance. brendon and zack climbed into the ambulance, and the rest of the band stayed behind. we were told that only a few could fit in the ambulance.
"look what you did kenny!" dan shouted before shoving kenny out of his way and walking out of the venue.
"i- oh my god, i didn't mean for this to happen. wha..." kenny trailed off and put his head in his hands.
"come on. we need to find dan and then find a taxi." i said bluntly. i was infuriated at kenny. i had no words for how much i wanted to beat the living hell out of him.
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at the hospital, a few hours later
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brendon's pov
i was an absolute mess. my hair was disheveled and pointing in every direction, my eyes puffy and red, and i was shaking. i had rolled my receipt i had in my pocket about 1,000 times since i had gotten to the hospital. i now sat in the waiting room, unable to see my daughter for hours. i was starting to get impatient, angry.
"could you please find out when the hell i can see my daughter."
"i'm sorry sir, you will have to wait until the doctor says. it could be any minute now."
as if on cue, a doctor emerged asking for the family of natalie urie. the entire band (and zack) stood up.
"immediate family only, sorry."
dallon grabbed my hand quickly and intertwined our fingers. he gave it a small squeeze and smiled softly at me before the doctor led us to natalie's room.
"it seems like she was only unconscious for a few minutes, maybe even seconds when you found her. fortunately you had someone with you that knew CPR, or else she most likely would not have survived. she should wake in a few minutes, but be careful with her, she may be a little sore and disoriented." the doctor said before leaving the room.
"thank god." i whispered before running to her side and grabbing her hand.
"i will never let this happen again. i will always be there when you need me. i love you so much." i sputtered as i held her hand to my cheek.
"thank you for being here and for telling off kenny and- thank you for everything." i looked up to a teary eyed dallon.
"anything for you guys, we're family." dallon whispered before engulfing me in a hug.
"he-hello?" natalie said in a hoarse whisper.
"oh my god, natalie, hey." i exclaimed and gave her hand a squeeze.
"where am i?"
"the hospital honey. you had a bad anxiety attack." dallon explained. he now sat opposite of me by natalie.
"oh."
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Fanfiction*this is not edited yet so it has a lot of spelling mistakes!! also like the first 9 chapters are not the greatest, i was just really excited to write.* cover by me! natalie is 13 years old. she was born to a teen mom, who wanted what was best for h...
